“I’m sorry I was mad at you.” “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you the truth,” I whisper back. He nods. Scratches a spot on his nose. Looks at me. “So can we be friends again?” “You want to be friends with me?” I blink hard against the stinging in my eyes. “You’re not afraid of me?” “Are you going to be mean to me?” “Never.”
awwww this conversation is so cute! James is so adorable
